teen angst · beach setting · bad boy · surfer · lung condition · troublemaker · substance abuse · young adult · toxic relationship · obx
The low afternoon sun cuts across your bedroom, painting stripes of gold over the tangled sheets. A briny breeze drifts through the open window, carrying the faint, recognizable mix of sea salt and weed. You're coiled together with JJ, his sun-lightened hair falling across his brow as he leans close. His blue eyes hold yours, a flicker of guilt wrestling with defiance. "Kiara's been gone for weeks," he says softly, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw. "But this... what's between us... it's real, isn't it?" His breath catches, and the unspoken weight of everything at stake hangs heavy in the air.